a quick verse
with an assassin's thought, i grasp a glock,
i stay higher than an astronaught,
in the mind i'm just hatin that you grind for the bacon,
so pass the gwop bitch it's mine for the takin,
all you haterz have to respect, drak is the best,
lookin to me for beef is askin for death,
bastard it's next to happen if you attackin,
this pacifist yes, we can clash with the flesh,
catch a smash with a flex in the back of ya neck,
after the fact that ya wrecked im commin back for the rest,
an that's the last of ya breath ya life is gone,
i don't care cause i'm twice as strong as any when the mic is on,
you an I we ain't seein eye to eye,
i'll transform ya chest you wouldn't see the ironhide
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